Текст песни Blues Traveler - Sweet Talking Hippie
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Music & lyrics: chan kinchla, bob sheehan, brendan hill & john popperSweet talking hippieCross your killing floorGonna come a little closerCause you know I want moreDont run offDont you be afraid of meYou know you are what you made you babyI am what I try to beYou know I need your loveAnd I could use your moneyAnd if you aint got a dimeWell sell tickets, honeyYou know we need each other, babyLike a diamond and a ringNow settle back, womanAnd watch me do my thingJust a little bit closer, its all rightA little bit closer, closer now, closer now, closer nowCloser now, closer now, its all right,its all right"come into my apartment"Said the spider to the flyWhy would you wanna stick that thing in my heart? Huh, oh well, good-bye.Sweet talking hippieCross your killing floorGonna come a little closerCause you know I want moreThats all I am, thats all I amYou know thats all I am, thats all I amIm aloneIm aloneThank you.